This is a song about "Lime juice"

Fidna lime out get swirled

She wanted to fight at first

I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Gotta go, gotta goyeah baby, hahaha, it's check it out time

Your raps are as asinine as chocolate asparagus splashed with lime

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Prime your rotting corpse with lime

My gold rollie tell time

And maybe get you a juice

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

My personal use for a personal boost, flavored juice

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Your lime ricks, can't handle my click/

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick